Anakoni Stark

[center][font=Times New Roman][media=]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBnf98KdpWM[/media][/font] [font=Times New Roman]Rococco | Kansai File this under nostalgia? I think so.[/font][/center]

[i][font=times new roman, times, serif]As a break from the constant DJ'ing that I've gotten myself caught up in for the last two weeks... I decided to write a bit of fiction that was spawned from listening to [url="http://soundcloud.com/theglitchmob/between-two-points-feat-swan"]a tune[/url] from one of my favourite band's records. I ran with the theme of the lyrics mostly, and this is the result. Hope you guys enjoy this one.[/font][/i] [i][font=times new roman, times, serif]______________________[/font][/i] [font=times new roman, times, serif] The doctor stared at the concrete wall, tucked away from the chaotic noise and shuffling of the city. The memorial was adorned with newspaper clippings, various arrangements of fauna and pictures of a young blonde with green eyes at numerous points during her lifetime; an oil painting of the young woman decorated with a wreath around the frame of the picture as the centrepiece. One photo that caught Alistairâ??s eye was one of him and the young woman. He peeled the photo from the collage and began to study it. It was the two of them; she was kissing him on the cheek with her eyes closed while Shepard worn a smug grin. A smile formed across the assassinâ??s face as he recalled her laughter as he held the picture in his hand. Juno made her way out of the bar with the thunder crashing and the rain began to pour. As she made her way to Shepard; she noticed something that felt as if it was ripped straight out of a comic book, the rain slid away from him and the memorial. Mercer slowly made her way to the android and reached out to touch him but as she did, a warm sensation met her fingers. A dark orange ripple effect revealed an invisible barrier between him and the outside world; a solid wall to shut out all of the uncertainties and guilt that came with the events that had unfolded within the last three years.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] Halfway across town a doorman is fixing his post, sweeping at the front door when he drops his hat; as he makes his way to pick it up, a young woman beats him to it. â??[b][i]Oh thank you maâ??am.[/i][/b]â? The doorman answers, the woman smiles back at him as she makes her way into the flat complex. The woman takes her groceries in her hand to the lift, where she commands it to bring her to the 27[sup]th[/sup] floor. As she steps into the elevator she heard a trance track with deep soul roots, she quietly hummed along to the chorus as the elevator shot her up to her floor. As she walks out, she greets two of her neighbours who have heavy vases in their hands and she holds the lift doors open to let them through. â??[b][i]Hi Vickyâ?¦ Is that a new vase with your designs on it? I love it.[/i][/b]â? The young woman commented as the artist smiled in return â??[b][i]Yeahâ?¦ I call itâ?¦ Trippy.[/i][/b]â? The artist replied as she looked at her other vase carrying friend as they laughed at an inside joke. The young woman made her way to her apartment as the door unlocked itself as the roomâ??s AI greeted her, she then heard more clamouring outside her door when her roommate noticed her walking in. â??[b][i]Hey you, howâ??d your day go?[/i][/b]â? The roommate asked the blonde to which she replied with something weighing on her thoughts. â??[b][i]Ehhâ?¦ The same thing, different dayâ?¦ But today felt different.[/i][/b]..â? The blonde answered as she set the groceries on the kitchen table. Her roommate made her way toward the bags and squealed as she found that they were going to make citrus chocolate truffles for the winter holiday. â??[b][i]What do you mean â??differentâ??, bunny?[/i][/b]â? Elizabeth pressed on the young blonde as they prepared the pots for melting.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]I donâ??t knowâ?¦ It might be these new oranges from Florida.[/i][/b]â? As she peeled one and bit into it while her roommate looked at her with a blank expression, then went back to heating the pots. â??[b][i]Have you noticed thereâ??re no children or teens here? Plenty of married couples, but no kidsâ?¦ What the hell?[/i][/b]â? The blonde questioned to which Elizabeth agreed to. As the two roommates commenced with the baking, the artist and her vase carrying friend started chatting with the doorman. â??[b][i]How is she?[/i][/b]â? The doorman inquired to which the artist replied â??[b][i]Sheâ??s fine but her occipital lobe seemed to have more activity today than normal and her endorphin levels spiked.[/i][/b]â?[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]What do we do about it?[/i][/b]â? The vase carrying male then interjected to the doorman before he continued â??[b][i]Something about her shopping trip caused her memory to jumpstart itself.[/i][/b]â?[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Could it beâ?¦?[/i][/b]â? The doorman posed the question to the three of them as they all shared a look of shock. â??[b][i]It could be nothing; we know that it couldnâ??t be the oranges. Letâ??s split and find whatever it is that caused her to thinkâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The artist commanded as the two pulled out their large calibre firearms from the vases when the three of them split away into the city looking for the source of the young womanâ??s disturbance.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]The doctor could hear muffled speech outside of his bubble; he turned to find his apprentice trying to speak to him through the barrier. In a dull flash, like an actual bubble popping, the barrier had dropped and cold rain fell onto the android and Juno made her way to him. â??[b][i]Doctor, letâ??s get out of the rainâ?¦ Youâ??ll catch pneumoniaâ?¦ If thatâ??s what happens to androids that sit in the rainâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The brunette held out her hand when the android took Mercerâ??s warm grip and she guided the two of them back to their hideout. As they arrived, Alistair took a seat in his tattered armchair that made him look like royalty; while Juno poured glasses of whiskey for the two of them, she took a seat on a piano bench next to Shepard and handed him his glass of poison. â??[b][i]Doc, I know how you must be feel---[/i][/b]â? Mercer began when the android cut her off. â??[b][i]No Juno. You donâ??t.[/i][/b]â? Alistairâ??s answer was short and bitter as he continued to nurse his drink. â??[b][i]I did my reading and she seemed like a very bright and understanding womanâ?¦ I mean she managed to temporarily rewrite your script at one pointâ?¦ Which is amazing, doc.[/i][/b]â? Juno began attempting to comfort Shepard when she felt a slight tremor at her feet. â??[b][i]Cut the bullshit, Juno. I know what youâ??re trying to do and itâ??s not going to bring her back![/i][/b]â? Alistair yelled as he got up from his chair, took the bottle of whisky and stormed into his room while some of the china fell over from the persisting tremors. In the midst of the quakes, Juno lied on the couch, thinking about what to say. â??[b][i]Neither will that bottle of whiskey, Aliâ?¦[/i][/b]â? the younger assassin murmured under her breath as the frame of their hideout began collapsing in on itself. â??[b][i]Then what will?![/i][/b]â? The brunette could sense the androidâ??s anger as various objects around their makeshift home began to catch fire spontaneously. Her body shivered in fear as she thought of more things to say.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]As the blonde placed the last of the truffles into the twentieth Tupperware case, Elizabeth was busy making her noteworthy pico de gallo and enchiladas. â??[b][i]I make this every Saturdayâ?¦ Donâ??t you want a different dish, Bunny?[/i][/b]â? The roommate inquired. â??[b][i]No, not reallyâ?¦ Thereâ??s something comforting about it, especially after a long day at Bootsâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The blonde answered airily when Elizabeth pressed on again, being the nosy roommate that she was. â??[b][i]What would that comforting thing be, Bunny?[/i][/b]â? The blonde then began walking around the living room and kitchen when she answered. â??[b][i]Itâ??s feels very tradition---[/i][/b]â? Before she could finish her thought, she and roommate noticed that their hanging mirror in the dinning room spontaneously combusted and instinctively ran underneath the mahogany table as the fire alarm sprinklers went off.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]That isnâ??t normal Bunny![/i][/b]â? Elizabeth yelled as the alarm started its loud droning throughout the complex. â??[b][i]Well of course it isnâ??t![/i][/b]â? The blonde replied as she ran to the Tupperware stack and grabbed one of the containers of truffles while she ran out of the apartment complex; her roommate following behind her as they raced down the fire escape. Meanwhile, Juno was sitting in front of her tutorâ??s door; her body quaked with the anxiety of her forthcoming death as more of their home went up in embers. She could feel the tension forming a lump in her throat as the flames roared behind her and the structure began to disintegrate, she swallowed her fear as she spoke up. â??[b][i]What ifâ?¦ What if I told you that sheâ??s still alive, doctorâ?¦?[/i][/b]â? The brunette spoke to the locked door which caused the lock to turn and the door opened. Juno crawled into the doctorâ??s bedroom where she took a seat on the foot of his bed while the door swung shut.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Who told you this, mi amiga?[/i][/b]â? The doctor inquired as she looked timidly into her teacherâ??s red camera lens eyes. â??[b][i]I overheard the heads of The Order talking about her... Symanthaâ??s here in London, doctor.[/i][/b]â? Juno answered as she showed him stills from numerous surveillance cameras around the city. Shepard studied the stills and another emotion that had not surfaced in a worrying amount of time had shown on his face, as a tear rolled down his cheek and onto the photo. â??[b][i]Well... Hello, again; my sparrowâ?¦[/i][/b]â? He quietly greeted his blonde haired green eyed muse.â?[b][i]It seems that thereâ??s hope for us yetâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The android said out loud with a smile on his face while Juno opened the door to find that their pending death by immolation had ceased. At that moment, Juno took the androidâ??s hand and began leading him back to the bar. On the other side of town, the three angry guards stood outside their badly burned apartment complex, with the local fire department tending to the remains of the building as the remaining two former tenants started at the wreckage from a distance. â??[b][i]Wellâ?¦ Our apartmentâ??s gone, bunny.[/i][/b]â? Elizabeth reminded the two of them as they sipped on lattes from a rooftop café, she noticed that the blonde was looking out toward another smoking building and that her attention was put in a chokehold by it.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]I SAIDâ?¦. WELL. Our apartmentâ??s goneâ?¦ HELLO?![/i][/b]â? Elizabeth repeated herself and finally the blonde snapped out of her trance and looked at her roommate. â??[b][i]Iâ??m sorryâ?¦ Iâ?¦ I got lostâ?¦. There was another building on fireâ?¦ What do we do now?[/i][/b]â? The blonde posed the question. â??[b][i]Wellâ?¦ I have a party to go to, soâ?¦ Iâ??ll see you soon, bunny?[/i][/b]â? Elizabeth said as the two of them made their way to the entrance of the restaurant. â??[b][i]Ohâ?¦ Okay.[/i][/b]â? The blonde said nonchalantly when a thought crossed her mind. â??[b][i]Then Iâ??ll head over to that new Spanish tavern that just opened up, it isnâ??t too far from that building burned down, I want to see if anyoneâ??s okay.[/i][/b]â? The blonde replied as the two went their separate ways.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]Half an hour after their hideout had burned down, Alistair went back to bar duty while Juno started up with her hostess work. It was the same English drunkards who came through and some families on holiday who were just so fascinated by the styling of the tavern. The bell chimed and a stunningly beautiful blonde with green eyes made her way in. â??[b][i]Hola, welcome to The Drunken Shepard. Iâ??m Juno andâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The brunette was cut short when she realised who she was dealing with. The blonde waved back and smiled which caused many of the men in the waiting area to become mesmerised with her looks. â??[b][i]â?¦ And you look like a bar kind of girl! If youâ??ll follow me, maâ??am.[/i][/b]â? Juno continued as she made her way to the assassinâ??s bar, as the two continued in route to the alcohol tap, many of the customers continued to drink while some noticed the blonde who looked too terribly out of place. â??[b][i]Hereâ??s your seat maâ??am, the bartenderâ??s name is Ali.[/i][/b]â? Juno said as she pulled the centre seat out for the distinguished guest. The blonde cleared her throat as she situated herself while Shepard made his way to his new customer. He was taken aback for a split second when he realised who his newest client was.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Hola, mi llamo es Alejandro y yo estaremos cuidando de ti esta nocheâ?¦ What can I start you with?[/i][/b]â? The tall, muscular Puerto Rican asked the blonde who was immediately fascinated with his strikingly good looks. â??[b][i]Umâ?¦ Hi, my nameâ??s Symantha, Alexanderâ?¦ Can I get aâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Before the young woman could finish the assassin interjected. â??[b][i]¿[/i][/b][b][i]A piña colada, para ti, mi bonita señorita?[/i][/b]â? Which got the blonde to laugh and nod in agreement as Alistair noticed her delicate truffles; she brought up the Tupperware and offered one to him, as the android took one he said. â??[b][i]Oh citrus, pretty good isnâ??t it?[/i][/b]â? Symantha smiled and laughed slightly. â??[b][i]Howâ??d you know, mister Alexander Barkeep?[/i][/b]â? the blonde questioned.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Iâ??d know the scent of a good Florida orange anywhere... My last name is Shepard by the way.[/i][/b]â? The android answered he poured her drink as he continued. â??[b][i]Soâ?¦ What brings you to The Drunken Shepard, Sam?[/i][/b]â?[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Well my apartment burned down and coincidentally another building was going up in flamesâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Symantha laughed nervously to herself when the realisation of talking to the owner of one of Londonâ??s newest drinking holes dawned on her as the android offered her drink. Symantha handed a £5 to her bartender which caused him to smile. â??[b][i]Itâ??s on the house for you, señoritaâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Alistair said to her as he slipped the fiver into his pocket before he continued. â??[b][i]If you were wondering if those in the apartment next door are okay, youâ??re looking at one of them.[/i][/b]â? Shepard smirked as he noticed her ruby necklace. â??[b][i]Thatâ??s a nice necklaceâ?¦ A ruby? Julyâ?¦ Right? Iâ??ve seen it somewhere beforeâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The bartender began as Laurent looked down and began to study it as well. â??[b][i]Itâ??s an amazing necklaceâ?¦ Thank youâ?¦ Iâ??ve had it for so longâ?¦ I donâ??t remember how I got itâ?¦ Tell me, mister Alexander Shepardâ?¦ Do you remember where youâ??ve seen it?[/i][/b]â?[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] A nostalgic smile formed on his face before he answered. â??[b][i]I saw it while I was visiting my grandmother in San Juan, the capital of Puerto Ricoâ?¦[/i][/b]â?[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]I guess thatâ??s not where itâ??s from because Iâ??ve never been to Puerto Ricoâ?¦[/i][/b]â? She laughed as began to take in her dose of poison, when Alistair reached over the bar and opened one side of her jacket to find the Puerto Rican flag within the inside seam of her coat with the phrase [i]Hecho con orgullo en Puerto Rico [/i]written above it. She then looked at her coat and said to herself â??[b][i]Made in Puerto Rico?[/i][/b]â? While Alistairâ??s field of vision changed when his onboard computer noticed a change in her temporal lobes, they were slowly but surely working. Symantha pushed her empty cup back to Alistair with a slight smile on her face, while he made her another drink. [i]At least weâ??re getting somewhereâ?¦[/i] The Puerto Rican thought to himself as he returned with another Piña Colada.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]You seem like el tipo que pasar algún tiempo en un playaâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor wondered out loud as the blonde laughed and smiled again, she took his hand as while drinking down more of her poison with her free hand. â??[b][i]No habla español, Mister Shepardâ?¦ Can I get a running translation?[/i][/b]â? Symantha asked kindly as the glass came back down.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]â?¦Of course, anything for you señorita. You seem like the type who would spend time at a beach.[/i][/b]â? Alistair translated when a look of apprehension came across her eye and she gasped.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]I remember nowâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Symantha began as the android tried to make her another drink but she wouldnâ??t let his hand go as her grip tightened. Alistair had to make sure the alcohol wasnâ??t talking as he double checked her brain scan; the temporal lobes lit up like supercharged Christmas trees in the middle of an Independence Day celebration. â??[b][i]â?¦ I was with someone, he was rather cute. Green eyes, heâ??d an accent, dark hairâ?¦ Really muscular with a perfect tan, he always smelled of coconuts and oranges with a great sense of humourâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Laurentâ??s eyes darted down to the dirty floor for a split second as she blushed with a shy smile on her face before looking into his red camera lens eyes, but her look was different from many of the others who looked at him in fear of being immolated, it looked as if she was on the verge of greeting an old friend.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Heâ??d speak to me in his native tongue of Spanish, sometimes heâ??d tease meâ?¦ But what I remember about him wasâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Laurentâ??s voice was breaking slightly as she tightened her grip on Alistairâ??s hand a bit more.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]He always called me hisâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Symanthaâ??s eyes slid to the right, trying to recall her pet name which always gave her butterflies when she heard him say it, when the assassin took the moment to finish her thought. â??[b][i]Let me guess he always called you â??My sparrowâ??, right?[/i][/b]â? Alistairâ??s answer made Symantha smile as tears slowly began streaming down her face while she nodded and laughed nervously again to hide the fact that the floodgates were about to burst open. Alistair flashed a goofy smile which caused everything to come back to her in an instant. Symantha leaped over the bar, tackling the android in the process.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]The shortest distanceâ?¦ Between two points, is the line from me to youâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Symantha whispered the line she heard from the elevator ride to her long lost lover just before the two locked each other in a long kiss while Juno escorted everyone out of the bar and closed the door behind her that had a sign that read [i]Estoy en el almuerzo [/i]hanging from it.[/font]

[font=times new roman, times, serif]Why does the holiday have to fall on a Wenesday this year? [b][i]Seriously, why?[/i][/b] One day off then it's back to work... To make things worse there's supposed to be a festival like two minutes away from my house; which means I won't be able to catch my shut eye to enjoy the single day off. [/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]</insert string of expletives>[/font]

[font=times new roman, times, serif] The doctor pushed the journal closer to Chris and flipped through it, before opening the bottle again and draining the poison into his system. Alejandro dropped the bottle of scotch as he stood up, Santiagoâ??s face looked a bit flushed as he could feel something come through when the bottle shattered on the ground; instinctively the doctor ran to the sink close to the bar area where the other three sat, weary of his next move. Santiago slouched himself over the sink and began retching from his bender, which caused Denbo to run to the Spaniardâ??s side to comfort him as the notebook slid onto the bar. â??[b][i]Doctor, you know you shouldnâ??t be singing Claptonâ??s Layla so muchâ?¦ We need you.[/i][/b]â? Chris rubbed Alejandroâ??s back as he vomited again while the group looked quizzically at Santiagoâ??s notes.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] With a sigh and a cough, the doctor came back up for air, grabbed a nearby napkin and wiped the excess off his mouth. â??[b][i]Por supuesto que esta pesadilla no va a terminar, mis amigosâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Ali answered his friends as they looked at the scrawled writing amidst a web chart with the phrase [i]La Muerte Verde [/i]as the centrepiece, with the remaining cells interconnected to the point of origin written in both English and Spanish. â??[b][i]I came across this virus the first time with this young womanâ?¦ That wasâ?¦ August, of last yearâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Ali pointed to the name Florence Williams before he continued. â??[b][i]I made the connections between Williams, another woman named Melanie Dietrich a month later, a gentleman by the name of Frank Cunninghamâ?¦ Novemberâ?¦ And my final was Gabriel De Santo in December.[/i][/b]â? The doctor tapped on the other three clusters with sketches of the patients faces, as he slipped a few mints into his mouth and pointed to a subsection, elsewhere on the chart labelled [i]Symptoms [/i]and the gang took a look at his notes on the infection pattern before he continued.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]The weird thing is; they didnâ??t die of just rabiesâ?¦ I popped each skull and found that their brains had been alteredâ?¦ And not just as if was in a feverish state of delirium but as if the brain had treated the virus as proteins to help rebuild the specific lobes of the brain, while the body was in a state of rapid decayâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Thatâ??s when Chris raised his hand and the doctor shot him a sarcastic look. â??[b][i]¿Si, Chris?[/i][/b]â? The waiter smiled when he heard his name called. â??[b][i]What does this mean, doc?[/i][/b]â? Chris questioned as James laughed at the way the waiter interrupted the doctor in the midst of his lecture.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]It means it destroyed most of the body while trying to overclock one of its most important components.[/i][/b]â? â??[b][i]So that translates to that this isnâ??t a viral infection that occurs in nature, Ali?[/i][/b][i]â? [/i]Dahlia chimed in and the doctor nodded as he motioned for the bartender to turn the page. â??[b][i]My current hypothesis is that somebodyâ??s planning to use this virus to attack someone elseâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor took a bottle of beer that Stacey was preparing for another Molotov and took a swig. â??[b][i]Dios, eso es asquerso! Cómo coño bebe esta basuraâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor threw the bottle, back toward the fridges which caused James to add his two cents.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Doc, thatâ??s coming out of your tab.[/i][/b]â? The bartender retorted as the bottle shattered to the floor, while Santiago popped two more mints into his mouth and cleared his throat before he continued. â??[b][i]This brings me to patient zeroâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Alejandro pointed at the new page and the other three noticed that it was a sketch of their newfound telepathic friend. Stacey stuffed one last rag into a bottle, and then took her place next to Alejandro, where she instinctively grabbed for his hand. â??[b][i]Perhaps they tore up so much of your brain, Stacey, as a means to reverse the effects of the virusâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor thought out loud as the other three admired the sketch of the young girl.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]But it doesnâ??t explain how and or why she kicked so much ass at the hospital, or her latest victim, the guy that took Chris on a dateâ?¦ She didnâ??t flinch![/i][/b]â? James recalled their latest encounter with the infected and gave Greenwood a thumbs up review. â??[b][i]Iâ??m not one of themâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The brunette replied as her grip tightened on Alejandroâ??s hand. â??[b][i]What about the thing Stacey just did earlier?[/i][/b]â? Chris pointed at the scattered bottle caps and the team collectively sighed. â??[b][i]Those two variables are the ones I havenâ??t figured out yetâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor pointed back at his notebook and the team saw the phrases [i]Mejoras Fisiológicas [/i]and [i]Brain scan â?? Missing Parts[/i] circled many times with question marks next to them.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Pero estoy seguro de que vamos a resolverlo prontoâ?¦ ¿Bien, mi conejito?[/i][/b]â? Santiago answered as he looked at Stacey who looked at the team with a slight smile on her face. â??[b][i]We run the night.[/i][/b]â? The brunette replied as the others smiled, they knew they could count on her. â??[b][i]Alright I think weâ??ve had enough of this placeâ?¦[/i][/b]â? James replied as the doctor put his notebook back into his jacket pocket. â??[b][i]â?¦ Some of us more than othersâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Chris smiled and winked at the doctor, who replied with a slight laugh. â??[b][i]Well, letâ??s get to the roof and find helpâ?¦ I know Iâ??m not the only one whoâ??s in a desperate change of clothing.[/i][/b]â? Severest mused as she looked down at her torn skirt while the team made their way out of the liquor store and back on their route to the roof.[/font]

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[font=times new roman, times, serif]After watching the tapes from most of the developers and two of the big three, sadly enough; I really didn't find much to sink my teeth into. The titles I am looking forward to included: [/font][list] [*][font=times new roman, times, serif][b][i]Assassin's Creed III[/i][/b][/font] [*][font=times new roman, times, serif][b][i]Splinter Cell: Blacklist[/i][/b][/font] [*][font=times new roman, times, serif][b][i]The Last Of Us[/i][/b][/font] [*][font=times new roman, times, serif][b][i]DmC: Devil May Cry[/i][/b][/font] [*][font=times new roman, times, serif][b][i]Dance Central 3[/i][/b][/font] [*][font=times new roman, times, serif][b][i]FarCry 3[/i][/b][/font] [/list] [font=times new roman, times, serif]There were some that really got me going like:[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]Finding out the fact that EA gave Criterion the keys to [b][i]Need For Speed: Most Wanted[/i][/b], which I found to be quite interesting. Take the free roaming aspect of the original and inject tons of [b][i]Burnout [/i][/b][i][b]Paradise [/b][/i]into the formula, I think I'll enjoy taking on the town of angry hornets behind the wheel of the Shelby Mustang.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]Quantic Dream has a penchant for writting some really interesting plots, fell in love with [b][i]Fahrenheit[/i][/b] and [i][b]Heavy Rain[/b][/i]. The whole megacinamatic feel of their projects makes their games worth playing/watching. After watching the footage of [b][i]Beyond: Two Souls[/i][/b], I might have a reason to fire up the ps3 after SSX next year.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]But Ubi really knocked it out of the park with [b][i]Watch_Dogs[/i][/b]. The approach of the game is familiar territory but attacked with a new moveset, fell in love with the whole cyberpunk theme and how the city can be used alongside the conventional weaponry to get to the goal.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]The rest of the conference seemed to be a snoozefest this year, to be honest.[/font]

[font=times new roman, times, serif] Greenwood trailed behind the group, gripping the bat that Santiago gave with her left as she once again stole the doctorâ??s firearm from his pocket with her right. Alejandro noticed but decided against berating against her for he had seen how she had faired against the man with the elongated tongue. [i]She held her own, so I guess weâ??re even.[/i] Alejandro thought as he worked his grip into the crowbar that he had salvaged, not too long after they began making their way away from the bathrooms and toward the liquor store. â??[i][b]Killing them with fireâ?¦ It works?[/b][/i]â? Stacey wondered out loud while James whacked one of the nearby zombies with a lead pipe.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]Doc, hasnâ??t your friend seen a zombie movie?[/b][/i]â? James asked lightheartedly which was met with the evil eye from Santiago. â??[i][b]Too soon, Jim. Too soon.[/b][/i]â? The doctor replied as the other two snickered as they closed in on the liquor store and a legitimate smile formed on Santiagoâ??s face. â??[i][b]Finally. A place donde por fin puedo sentir como en casa![/b][/i]â? The doctor exclaimed as he quickly walked through his friends to be the first one through the oak doors of the fine establishment. Alejandro made his way through the store, dropping his crowbar. He pulled one of the novelty glasses from behind the counter to the refrigerated section, taking a bottle of Captain Morgan black spiced rum along with a half liter of Coke, he hastily made his way to the bar and began pouring himself another round of poison as the four others quietly made their way inside.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]Doctor, the party hasnâ??t started. Slow your rollâ?¦[/b][/i]â? James warned as he placed his hand on the bottle of rum which was met by Alejandro grasping the bottle of dark poison away from the bartender. â??[i][b]Let me drink in peace, mi amigo.[/b][/i]â? The doctor growled modestly as James slowly backed away from Aliâ??s barstool; the others could sense the doctor was upset about something. â??[i][b]Thatâ??s enough, you guysâ?¦ Weâ??ve been through a lot but weâ??ve got to keep goingâ?¦[/b][/i]â? Dahlia spoke to not only to Morris and Santiago but to the entire team, the thought of her students choked her up as she finished her statement; the nurse went back to collecting rags for their cocktails.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]Hey doc, while youâ??re singing the blues over thereâ?¦ Make yourself useful and help Stacey make our house drink![/b][/i]â? Chris called out to the doctor with a laugh and a smile as the brunette walked over to the bar with her contributions of rags and booze when Ali poured himself his third round of poison. The doctor got up and walked back to the fridge, this time taking a bottle of Smirnoff with him as he sat next to Greenwood who was struggling to open a bottle of beer.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]Mi conejito, not like thatâ?¦ Unless you want to rip your hand openâ?¦[/b][/i]â? The doctor took the bottle from his friend and took a swig of his rummed up coke. Alejandro placed the bottle top on the edge of the table and brought his right hand down on the cap. With a pop the cap came off and lied deformed on the table, Stacey took the bottle from Alejandro and handed him another one while she placed a rag into the mouth of the opened bottle. â??[i][b]You havenâ??t changed, Ali.[/b][/i]â? Staceyâ??s voice quivered as the doctor drank up the remainder of his drink. He began pouring a glass of vodka after opening the third bottle for his friend. â??[i][b]The thing of it is mi conejito... Usted ha cambiado.[/b][/i]â? He answered as he began downing the Russian life water.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]I knowâ?¦ That, Iâ??ve changedâ?¦ What have they done to me, Ali?[/b][/i]â? Greenwood asked her Latin friend, whose breath began to show signs of his hard drinking habit once again. â??[i][b]From what I could tell, they ripped most of your brain outâ?¦[/b][/i]â? The doctor began as he poured his second glass of vodka and began digging through his jacket, which Greenwood was still wearing. â??[i][b]â?¦ But why would they do such an atrocious thing to a sweet girl like you?[/b][/i]â? Dahlia wondered as she slowly made her way to the vodka bottle. [/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] The nurse made eye contact with the doctor as he finished his second round and pointed into the glass with a look that said [i]If you would be so kindâ?¦[/i] To Severest and she poured Alejandro his next round and slowly dragged the bottles away from him. Santiago pulled out the metal flask from his coat as he waved the bottles away and then he gulped down the last of his poison and made his way back to the fridge. [/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]Wow doctor, congrats on being able to hold it all inâ?¦[/b][/i]â?Denbo commented which was met with a slight laugh from the Latino. â??[i][b]Gracias, Chris. Like I said, I donâ??t know yet guysâ?¦ If I have the time, we can open up my notes and start playing connect the dots.[/b][/i]â?Alejandro answered as he took a bottle of Jack Daniel's, and poured enough to fill his flask, he then finished by taking two massive gulps from the bottle, before screwing the lid back on and placing the bottle back in the fridge.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[i][b]You donâ??t need a psych degree to figure out that our doctor might be battling his own demonsâ?¦[/b][/i]â? Denbo said to the other three who were on the far end of the fridges, once Alejandro was out of earshot.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] James walked over and handed Alejandro his crowbar back as the doctor placed the flask back into his pocket. As Santiago walked back to his barstool, the remaining three exclaimed, they had noticed something about Stacey. The bent bottle caps were floating off the table in front of her; which caused the doctor, in a state of suprise, to take the flask from his pocket and drink up the whiskey before going back to the fridge to rewrite a few lines back into his good book.[/font]

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[font=times new roman, times, serif] The doctor roused from his short nap when he heard his name being called. â??[b][i]â?¦ Paging Alejandro Santiagoâ?¦ Earth to Doctor Santiago, are you in there doc?[/i][/b]â? It was Chris calling to him, shaking his leg, to let him know that they had arrived at the Northwood parking lot; the doctor rubbed his eyes and yawned slightly with a weak smile on his face, the smile faded quickly as he looked out the window to notice a small crowd of Infected scattered throughout the parking area. â??[b][i]Just what we needed, a pre black Friday crowdâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor mused as the five of them began making their way out of the car.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] A decent amount of the undead were packed around the front entrance of the mall, banging savagely against the door, their screams could be heard from the considerable distance where the team had parked. â??[b][i]Wellâ?¦ Going through the front door doesnâ??t seem like a good idea, mis amigosâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor pointed out the obvious, which earned him a light punch on the arm from James. â??[b][i]This is a mallâ?¦ Theyâ??ve got to have a few more entry points right?[/i][/b]â? Dahlia wondered out loud when they noticed that the hoarde around the door turned to see the team standing in front of their car. â??[b][i]That isnâ??t a good sign guys, we need to move![/i][/b]â? James demanded as Stacey broke out into a mad dash to the side of the building while the horde made their way to the group. The four ran after the brunette as it seemed like Greenwood knew where she was heading. The band began firing off shots to the crowd behind them and the infected sprinting toward them, except for the Doctor whose magnum had gone missing from his pocket.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] [i]Esto es no buenoâ?¦[/i] Santiago thought as he could hear Severest scream behind him. She was pinned down by what looked to be a man wearing a dark track suit who was beating on her. â??[b][i]Definitely not good at allâ?¦[/i][/b]â? The doctor wondered out loud when he noticed that Greenwood had stolen Aliâ??s magnum from his jacket, he looked over at James, who was busy blasting away at the undead around the door. â??[b][i]Jim! The bat! GIVE ME THE BAT![/i][/b]â? Santiago yelled to the bartender who tossed the bat to the doctor. Alejandro caught the wooden object as he ran to the aide of Severest. When out of nowhere the remaining three became two as Chris was pulled away from the team by a long dark tongue that dragged him into an abandoned car. â??[b][i]A LITTLE HELP SOMEBODY![/i][/b]â? Denbo called out to James and Stacey, the bartender was going to help the waiter but the college student beat him to the punch as she began running toward the source of the makeshift noose.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Jimmy! Door, keep it clear![/i][/b]â? Greenwood called out behind her as she stood a few feet from the man who had boils all over the upper half of his body, with his incredibly long tongue pulling taut out of his mouth. â??[b][i]The doctor says smoking is bad for healthâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Greenwood mused as she pulled out Santiagoâ??s magnum and unloaded all six shells into the manâ??s head right between the eyes, without flinching as the infected man exploded into a cloud of smoke, and his tongued spewed from his mouth. She then made her way back to Chris and helped him up while covering his back as they made their way to the entrance. [/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]The doctor ran over to the hooded man and used the momentum of his running to inflict more pain on his swing. â??[b][i]Take me out to the ball gameâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Santiago sang out as the bat came in contact with the manâ??s head with a sickening crack. The hooded figure emitted a yelp of pain as he was sent flying across the parking lot; the hooded figure looked back at Santiago and Severest, made a screeching noise and leapt to safety but what threw the two of them off was the man pounced away like a frog on cocaine instead of getting up and running off. [/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Thanks, docâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Dahlia sighed as she was pulled up and she took point for the two of them as they ran back to the group. As they regrouped, James opened a door and the four rushed into the mall while the Infected closed in on them. The doctor was the last one in and he sealed the exit with a nearby bench.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Chrisâ?¦ Frenching on the first dateâ?¦ Not good.[/i][/b]â? Stacey mused as the five of them sat on a separate bench away from the door as the Infected pounded away but the doors would not give. Greenwood then looked at Santiago and a blushing smile came across her face. â??[b][i]It seems that the nurse was right about you Ali... You are cute.[/i][/b]â? while she handed the magnum back to Alejandro who gave her a stern look of disapprovement, which quickly turned into a smirk and a slight laugh.[/font]

[font=times new roman, times, serif]Just finished [b][i]The Parallax: Hypersleep Dialogues[/i][/b] by [i]Between The Buried & Me [/i]yet for some reason it didn't resonate with me as well as [b][i]The Great Misdirect[/i][/b], [b][i]Colors[/i][/b], or [b][i]Alaska[/i][/b]. Perhaps repeat playthroughs will get me into the EP before [b][i]Hypersleep II[/i][/b] drops.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]But right now I'm being a bit of a narcissist and listening to my second take on [url="http://www.4shared.com/mp3/VqmeZYYx/Partofmevoxedit.html"][b][i]Part Of Me [/i][/b][/url]by Katy Perry which I think is better than my [url="http://www.4shared.com/mp3/-tQ927oP/Partofmev2.html"]first edit[/url] of the track and I also would like to blame this specific mix for my current pop fueled trance binge.[/font]

[font=times new roman, times, serif]Alejandro found himself staring out the window to pass the time as the gang made their way through the quickly deteriorating small town. The amount of hysteria he got caught up in with his new friends couldâ??ve been considered maddening to some, like Greenwood, but to Santiago he felt as if they had just chipped the tip of the iceberg from hell that was known to the public as [i]The Green Flu Epidemic[/i]. Alejandro looked back into the passenger seating to see that Stacey had fallen asleep with her head lying against the centre seat, which to him looked rather painful. Santiago peeled off his coat and covered the brunette with it; since it looked like days since her last decent outfit, the young woman sighed contentedly and swayed over to the doctor, where her head rested more comfortably on his shoulder. Stacey instinctively grabbed for Alejandroâ??s hand and a smile formed over her sleepy face. â??[b][i]So who exactly are you, doctor? Why are you here?[/i][/b]â? Dahlia looked over at the two who seemed to be oblivious to the chaos outside the turbulently wet ride.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Me llamo es Alejandro Santiagoâ?¦ But you guys already knew that.[/i][/b]â? The other two men looked into the rearview mirror for a split second to acknowledge that they were also listening; the Spaniard cleared his throat before continuing. â??[b][i]Itâ??s simpleâ?¦ Why Iâ??m hereâ?¦[/i][/b]â? His eyes fell onto the young woman who sat between him and the nurse. â??[b][i]â?¦ Her family isnâ??t around much and for some reason I turned out to be the only sort of constant in her life while she was at the University.[/i][/b]â? Alejandro hesitated slightly as an uneven breath left him.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Wait, youâ??re here because you met her in a class? That doesnâ??t sound quite right, manâ?¦ Unless you two areâ?¦ And whoâ??s idea was it to bring a cop along for the ride?![/i][/b]â? It was Jamesâ?? turn to chime in since he had met the group; he also had noticed the police badge that hung around Alejandroâ??s neck. â??[b][i]Oh. Of course not, dude. Sheâ?¦ Isnâ??t my type. Iâ??m actually a scientist first and a cop second, Jamesâ?¦[/i][/b]â? Santiago lied right through his teeth about his feelings for the 22 year old and he could feel it eating away at him immediately as the brunette stirred slightly. â??[b][i]So what ARE you looking for, doctor? If you donâ??t mind me asking?[/i][/b]â? Chris asked the Spaniard with a bit of flirting masked by the curiosity in his voice. Alejandro didnâ??t want to show his weakness off this early in the game to his new friendsâ?¦ [i]Who knows? They could be all plotting together to stab me in the back when Iâ??m not looking and they couldâ?¦[/i] His thought was cut short as he felt Staceyâ??s grip tighten slightly on his hand. â??[b][i]Iâ??m looking for answersâ?¦ To this virus, how the town worksâ?¦ I mean ¿Por qué coño hacen los restarauntes cierran tan temprano?[/i][/b]â? The group turned to him in a state of confusion as the doctor brought his palm to his face before he answered the question with honesty. â??[b][i]Most importantly, I want to know what theyâ??ve done to the girl y por qué lo hacían.[/i][/b]â? The other three could sense the minor anger buried within the doctorâ??s voice while Stacey stirred once again.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] [i]â??[b]Well. I can tell you Iâ??m glad that youâ??re one of our candidates that passed the initial screening, Miss Greenwood.[/b]â? The interviewer stated as Stacey sat across from him, she was taking in the sights. Her vision was restored no less than 48 hours prior to their meeting, it seemed a lot easier than the young brunette wouldâ??ve thought. They had managed to give her perfect 20/20 vision in a quick operation but she found herself focusing on a stain on the other manâ??s white lab coat. â??[b]Thereâ??s red on your jacket misterâ?¦[/b]â? Greenwood replied quietly with a bit of fear in her voice. She knew that what they had done to her was an atrocity. The interviewer looked down at his jacket and shook his head in disbelief to see that the girl was lost in her own thoughts, and began writing on the pad. [/i][/font] [center][font=times new roman, times, serif][i]******[/i][/font][/center] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]I donâ??t think I was the right one for this experimental treatment, sir.[/b]â? Stacey began as she twiddled her thumbs and the interviewer picked up his pen and began to write about another test subject. â??[b]Of course you were the right one, Staceyâ?¦ We needed a severely debilitated subject or theâ?¦ Higher upsâ?¦ Wouldnâ??t have funded this amazing surgery.[/b]â? The interviewer answered as Staceyâ??s gaze fell down to her thumbs and she sighed. The interviewer began the dayâ??s therapy session as he pushed a button on the desk. A soft beep echoed into the room as the interviewer began with the dayâ??s question. â??[b]How is your life going so far, Miss Greenwood?[/b]â? [/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]Iâ?¦Umâ?¦ I-I-I canâ??t sleep. Thereâ??s somethingâ?¦ Something wicked this way comes.[/b]â? Stacey started as the interviewer nodded and wrote on the pad, Stacey ran her hands along her face before she continued. â??[b]Can you take it out? The thing thatâ??s bothering my sleep.[/b]â? The brunette scratched at her head before the interviewer answered. â??[b]Weâ??ve had the orderlies look into your room, Stacey andâ?¦ They say thereâ??s nothing to report.[/b]â? She could sense a change in the manâ??s voice when he said report; this irritated the young woman as she snapped at him.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]I donâ??t understand! Thereâ??s no mission! I donâ??t get it! Iâ??m notâ?¦[/b]â? The young girl was interrupted by disturbing thoughts of what the orderlies did to her when no one was watching. She was on the verge of tears as the mental image left her when she spoke up. â??[b]Alejandro Santiago. When can I see him again?[/b]â? Her curiosity couldnâ??t drown out the dread in her voice.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]Youâ??ll be able to see himâ?¦ Eventually.[/b]â? The interviewer answered with a slight laugh.[/i][/font] [center][font=times new roman, times, serif][i]******[/i][/font][/center] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i]â??[b]Whereâ??s Aliâ?¦ Mister Santiago? I want to see him. He needs to know.[/b]â? Staceyâ??s mind had splintered itself to keep her safe from the experimentation which was far from ethical in anyoneâ??s books. It turns out that their test not only gave her vision back but also amplified her remaining senses, among other things. â??[b]He needs to knowâ?¦ A-A-About the things you do here. They arenâ??t very nice. No, no, no, no they arenâ??t very nice.[/b]â? The young girlâ??s voice shook as she stood up and began pacing back and fourth as the interviewer nodded again and continued to write. â??[b]Iâ??m sorry I canâ??t let you see him at this time, Miss Greenwood. The superiors wouldnâ??t like thatâ?¦[/b]â? The interviewer began as he pressed a button on the desk, a buzz droned throughout the room and Stacey began to pick up her stride as she walked back and fourth even quicker. â??[b]â?¦ Although, I think this Santiago character isnâ??t realâ?¦ Your imagination is running wild Stac[b][i]â??[/i][/b][/b]â? The interviewer began his lie which seemed to keep the young woman in line for some time after the operation. [/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]NO! YOUâ??RE LYING TO ME! YOUâ??VE LIED TO OTHER PEOPLE TOO![/b]â? Stacey screamed as the three burly orderlies made their way to the opened door followed by a middle aged dark haired nurse who spoke up from the doorway. â??[b]Staceyâ?¦ Itâ??s Beth. Remember me?[/b]â? The older woman began as she made her way into the room toward the frightened girl with one of the orderlies holding a syringe following close behind the nurse. â??[b]NO! D-D-D-onâ??t come any closer![/b]â? Stacey backed away to the other end of the room when the interviewer raised his hand to signal for the orderlies and the nurse to stay still, he could sense another breakthrough coming along. [/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]You have blood, on your jacket mister! Canâ??t you see it?![/b]â? Stacey pointed angrily at the interviewer while the others looked over at the interviewer and shook their heads. â??[b]What about Robert Yensin? Wasnâ??t he the one who died on the table before I got here?[/b]â? The name resonated with everyone in the room before the brunette continued. â??[b]He died in your care, the same thing happened to two other women and another man, much longer before then! What were you doing to them?! What have you done to me?! What is this mission youâ??re talking about?! Doctor Santiago will f-f-find out about thisâ?¦ Youâ??re-youâ??re all monsters.[/b]â? Her breakthrough only marked beginning of events to come that she would be a part of.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i]When the interviewer clicked his pen, the orderlies continued to close in on her. The next few seconds spelled death for almost everyone in the room as Stacey managed to incapacitate the syringe holding man with the sharp needle, and swiftly moved to the next orderly by breaking his ankles and right arm in one fluid motion. The third orderly fell to the ground with a tongue depressor lodged into his throat which seemed to fly out of Bethâ??s pocket as she ran out of the interrogation room. Stacey turned her attention to the interviewer as she took the pen off the table and clicked the writing utensil twice. The interviewer groaned as he slumped into his chair with the pen sticking out of his eye socket as Stacey walked out of the room and back to her holding cell. The alarms began ringing and people started to run in a panic, back to their own rooms or wherever their assistance was needed. On her way she noticed two cameras on opposite walls she looked directly into them.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i]â??[b]I can see you.[/b]â? The brunette whispered as she casually walked back into her room.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]The group was back to their grind as they drove to the mall; James was listening to the radio making sarcastic remarks toward the radio talk show host which proved to be of slight amusement to Chris when Alejandro decided to speak up again. â??[b][i]Senorita Severest, when I first met youâ?¦ Couldnâ??t help but overhear that you had students caught up in this mess? Are you a professor at the local community college or something?[/i][/b]â? The Latino asked the blonde which made her blush as she buttoned up her coat partially.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Oh, no doctorâ?¦ Iâ??m just a nurse at the local high schoolâ?¦[/i][/b]â? She answered with a slight laugh when Alejandro turned his attention to Chris. â??[b][i]¡Oye, Chris! Este coche es realmente bonito! Whereâ??d you get the bird?[/i][/b]â? The doctor asked when the red head looked into the rearview mirror. â??[b][i]Wellâ?¦ Thank you for the flattery, doc. I got lucky at an auction and sheâ??s been with me for quite sometime.[/i][/b]â? The waiter had answered with a smile. â??[b][i]Ehhâ?¦ Iâ??m pretty sure my 700 pony Mustang could probably put up a good fight against her.[/i][/b]â? The doctor mused as a laugh escaped from Chris. Denbo couldnâ??t believe that a surgeon was into cars; here he thought that the Latino was more into more traditional European things like opera or tennis. Alejandro then turned his attention to James.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]From what I can tell, Jamesâ?¦ You own a local tavern around here. The scar probably says that youâ??ve gotten yourself involved with some of those fights in your watering hole. Your speech is more sarcastic than mine on a Tuesday; I might as well be a wet napkin while youâ??re the turbine engine. You probably hate a lot of things too. Like elevators, perhaps?[/i][/b]â? James looked back at the doctor in a bit of surprise as he tossed the tea towel to Santiagoâ??s wounded hand. â??[b][i]Well, youâ??re right about most of it, docâ?¦ What are you a shrink or something?[/i][/b]â? The bartender asked while Santiago wrapped his bloody hand in the towel.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]Yes, why yes I am. I use my shrink talk to get my suspects to open upâ?¦[/i][/b]â? James shot a look of discontent to Alejandro before he finished his sentence. â??[b][i]â?¦ And I donâ??t make any accusations until the science either sets them free or scores them residency at the local encierro.[/i][/b]â? Alejandro didnâ??t notice the smug smile that Chris had on his face when the doctor spoke from his native language. â??[b][i]Well I guess I can trust you, doc.[/i][/b]â? The bartender replied with a smirk when Staceyâ??s scream broke the groupâ??s bonding time.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]¡Despierta, mi conejto![/i][/b]â? Alejandro yelled as he could feel his friendâ??s grip almost crush his hand. Stacey looked around wildly as she hyperventilated, coming down from the fearful high her sleep had brought upon her. â??[b][i]Whatâ??s the matter, Stacey?[/i][/b]â? Dahlia inquired to the startled brunette.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]The other womanâ?¦ In the hospitalâ?¦ I could hear her.[/i][/b]â? Greenwood began as she took the nurseâ??s hand with her left, she sang quietly to the group.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]â??[b][i]If we stay here long enoughâ?¦ We can play with Bloody Mary. She can chase us through the dark... Activate our nerve endings.[/i][/b]â?[/font]

[font=times new roman, times, serif] [i]Today is Friday, December 13[sup]th;[/sup] this is case number 12087615... I begin as I look into the manâ??s opened chest and take a pair of forceps. â??[b]My patientâ??s name is Gabriel De Santo, I found him near the intersection of Biscayne Boulevard and 27[sup]th[/sup] in Midtown; about four clicks west of my last crime sceneâ?¦[/b]â? I begin working my way through the bones of his rib cage with the tweezers and pull out the bullet that lacerated Gabeâ??s lung. The standard nine millimetre bullet, I discard the fragment into an evidence glass and continue my autopsy. â??[b]I see defensive wounds and more lacerations on the manâ??s armsâ?¦[/b]â? I take note of the dark purple marks and cuts then proceed to turn him over also mentioning the faint shoe imprints slightly above the kidneys. As I bring him back around, something catches my attention.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] Mister De Santo has the same damage as the last couple of people who have come to visit my office. Slightly larger lymph nodes and the beginnings of slight erosion to the liver and other major organs, in conjunction with inflammation to the sinus cavities, and bloodshot eyes. Out of curiosity I open up his skull to see ifâ?¦ Yep, most of the occipital lobe is untouchedâ?¦ The temporal lobe seems to be overclocked, like if you took your motherâ??s old computer and gave it to an audiophile who wound up Frankensteining it to run 7.1 Dolby Surround Sound and to top it all off the frontal lobe had begun deteriorating pare mortem. [/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] This brings up the weirdness up to eleven, since Iâ??ve had four other patients who exhibited the same signs. I wrap the autopsy and leave my examination notes in a separate folder on my cloud drive. I can analyse this when I get home, thereâ??s something thatâ??s jumping the fence and it doesnâ??t seem to want to make any friends. I prepared Gabriel for his trip to the local yard while writing up his death certificate.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i]Cause of death? Homicide. [/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] Maybe itâ??s just a bad coincidence; I had been hearing similar reports from my friends in New Yorkâ?¦ Perhaps this is just some sort of elaborate marketing campaign from a major company or someoneâ??s trying to scare the youngest and brightest mind out of his job. Yeah a joke, letâ??s go with that. Iâ??ve seen the way my boss loathes me and shitâ?¦ Sorry K-Drezâ?¦ Not planning on leaving anytime soon. I wash my hands and leave my morgue, only to hear an announcement over the PA systemâ?¦ A visitor? For me?! I canâ??t imagine who it could be, when my mind starts running through my numerous exes.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i]Yikes. Donâ??t want to end up on my own table.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] To my surprise, itâ??s the one and only Miss Greenwood with a bouquet of bright flowers and a cake in a box with the number 26 written on it in red frosting. Standing next to the front desk, wearing this dark red minidress, white heels and a diamond necklace and numerous golden bracelets; all of which compliments her blue grey eyes, slightly curly brown hair and tanned body . I can smell Dior on her now; sheâ??s out to make a loud impression on someone, as many of the other men in the police station notice the beautiful young woman standing around.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]Happy birthday, doctor![/b]â? She exclaims as she places the cake on the nearby front desk and makes her way to me and envelopes me in one of those almost death grip status hugs. I grunt and return the gesture, although I feel quite oldâ?¦ Work took precedence over my own damn birthday; canâ??t believe I forgot! â??[b]Gracias, senorita Greenwood![/b]â? I choke out as she releases me, takes the flowers and hands me the cake while she leaves to my Mustang. I follow her to the car as the locks disengage and she slowly sets into the passenger seat, taking care not to damage the spike lavender and white tulip bouquet. I empty the bigger spare kit in my trunk and place the cake in the box as I close the trunk door and make my way into the driver seat.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]It smells like youâ??ve had a rough day, Ali.[/b]â? Stacey comments as I fire the car up and begin leaving the parking lot.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]More on the odder end of the spectrum, Staceyâ?¦ Just glad I didnâ??t forget my birthday, thanks to a certain someone.[/b]â? I reply when she places her hand on top of my left, which is resting on the stick shift. â??[b]I thought you were suppost to be in Illinois for your surgeryâ?¦[/b]â? I wondered as I brought the car to a stop.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i] â??[b]I didnâ??t want to miss your special dayâ?¦[/b]â? Greenwood almost purrs as she pulls me in close to her.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif][i]My mind is racing as we get caught up in the moment, but I could feel the uncertainty of the morgue discovery nagging at the back of my mind.[/i][/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] The warning klaxon blared hysterically as Ali and his two friends raised their pistols to defend themselves, while Stacey stood frozen in place as she seemed to react to something other than the deafening alarm. â??[b][i]STACEY, WHATâ??S WRONG?![/i][/b]â? Chris hollered as he noticed her lower right eyelid twitch. Alejandro took that as a cue to help his closest friend; the doctor shot at the glass casing which housed a firemanâ??s axe. Santiagoâ??s adrenaline numbed the pain of hastily reaching in and ripping the red coloured chopper from the metal box.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Ay, que cosquillas.[/i][/b]â? The Spaniard remarked as he turned back to the group and threw the axe to the brunette, what amazed the remaining four was Staceyâ??s reaction as she caught it. The young brunette weaved the makeshift weapon in her right hand, as if she was twirling a baton and let the upper half fall into her left hand. Greenwood sighed and worked her grip into the wooden handle, while the remaining three looked rather stunned at their newest asset.[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif] â??[b][i]Many of them. Headed this way. Some, not so friendly.[/i][/b]â? Stacey answered the team, her voice was drowned out by the roaring alarm but for some reason they could hear the brunette as if she was whispering into their ears.[/font]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ba58GJv9SA4[/youtube] [font=times new roman, times, serif]One Two Kairo Kingdom[/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]I tripped on this while at work today... The beat is sick. [/font] [font=times new roman, times, serif]I know it sounds like Skrillex, but there's something about this band that seems a bit more promising than roboregurgitation Sonny Moore seems to specialise in.[/font]